emma-wesley:
She moaned against his lips as she felt him rub against her. “So did I…” she replied, her breathing already growing heavier at just his touch. Even after being with him for years, he never failed to make her weak and fall under his spell. He got to her just as much as he did all of those years ago.
His hands held her head, kissing Emma passionately with all the love he had for her. He would never tire of her perfection, her beauty, her body and her love for him. “Mmm!” Paul groaned, unable to hold back anymore. He pressed his stiff member into her slowly, groaning into his mouth as he filled his wife up.
Emma’s fingers tangled in the hair by his neck as he kissed her. As soon as he slid into her she began moaning out, “Fuck Paul,” she said as her fingers slid down to his back, digging into his skin. “You are so perfect, baby. I love you,” she murmured as her hips lifted slightly, feeling him inside her.













